Bring back Kai, then we’ll talk.
I’m in two minds about this episode.
For one, it’s the finale, so we can finally say goodbye to this fuck-awful season and live in the glorious bubble of hope that next season will be so much better. Remember how much better Season 6 was after the abysmal ending of Season 5?
But on the other hand, this episode is a huge pile of vomit that is an embarrassment to the stellar (save for Season 5, you know) legacy of TVD finales.
Let’s just do this and then get the fuck outta here.
Well neither Bonnie the Vampie Slayer, nor the Giant Space Flea From Nowhere from the vault have formed as a true final boss for the season.
Which means the finale will either rush through one, or stretch them out to go into next season.
It’s a sad day when I, a card-carrying Elena hater, think her return would be better than suffering the tripe we’ve been getting in her absence.
Or, preferably, Katherine.
Actually, just Katherine, please, Nina.
The very episode following my bitch and moan about TVD not allowing human drama between its characters, and now we’ve got some potent (if rushed) human drama between its characters.
My complaining changes all our lives for the better.
And, thanks to a pleasantly insane CW, TVD will be shambling on to a season 8.
Not even Nina Dobrev can save us now.
Because she abandoned this leaky boat, bitch.
After letting Arrow and The Flash (and Legends of Tomorrow. And Vixen?) get away with crossovers while they sat on their hands, it’s time for the TVD-verse shows to finally unite for two connected episodes.
Will The Vampire Diaries be buoyed by the current good run of its spin-off sister, or will it shine even duller in pale comparison?
Oh, honey. Have you even been watching this season? Duller, obviously.